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my-writings-and-musings · 3 years

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Could you perphaps do hc for Blitzwings reaction to his tiiny human S/O being hurt because the Autobots accidentally collapsed something on them in a fight because they didn't know they were there

I'm not quite as knowledgeable on TFA but I did a crash course and rewatched some of my favorite bits so I hope this fits what you had in mind!

·The size of all earth life respective to Cybertronians means that, even when absolute care is maintained by all, the odds of a nearby human staying safe are far from optimal when bots fight. This is a reality Blitzwing has had to consider carefully since bringing you into his life. Generally his solution has been to keep you as far away from his "work" as physically possible, but unfortunately enough for him, it occasionally tracks him to you. All he can do when that happens one day is insist you take cover in a nearby abandoned building while he goes on the attack. You heed him without question despite your worry for his safety, knowing that he tends to fight less effectively when stressed due to his personalities clashing, and also because his stories about "Autobots" paint a very brutal picture...

·The Autobots outnumber him as they move in, their goal being to drive him away from what they presume to be a human endangering mission, but it's quite obvious who has the advantage once things get started. You can soon hear him holding his own even from your little hiding spot, the roar of battle shaking the very ground beneath your feet, and a thick accent returning combat banter with ease. The Autobots may just be trying to guide the triple changer outside of civilization, but they still end up being driven back themselves quite swiftly, though they of course are unaware it's because he won't be leaving while you are in cover. He's hardly reveling in victory while holding his ground, as frankly he just wants to get this over with and return to you, for what was supposed to be an enjoyable day in this deserted area of the city... His Hothead self boils in rage at having lost precious time, which results in him focusing everything on driving the meddlesome Autobots into retreat as aggressively as possible. You're more than worth letting enemies get away just this once, but he fully intends on leaving them with a few scars for the trouble.

·The strategy appears to work, at least from your perspective, in that their responding attacks start to become more focused on distraction than corralling. He's told you enough about combat for you to recognize suppressive fire as the typical tactic of those seeking to retreat, and you find yourself sighing in relief from your crawlspace, hearing the blaster fire grow less frequent with every passing second. Being more or less ambivalent to the Autobots means that just seeing them leave is the ideal ending for you. Blitzwing gladly notes their impending escape with a touch of pride at having saved his tiny partner, ignoring that the Autobots are probably only giving up so easily because they've come to the baffling and somewhat accurate conclusion he's not here for anything malicious. There's scattered talk of establishing a perimeter to keep him from trying anything where humans actually live, but it's fading quickly as the team prepares an obvious final retreat.

·Blitzwing so delighted to be saving you that he'll smoothly alternate personalities to let them have a turn at the feeling, or at least, what each considers to be the feeling of victory. The thought of being your savior is appealing to all of them if he's quite honest, and admittedly he can't wait to gloat on his rescue to you in person. Unfortunately, his happiness is cut short when the Autobots just so happen to include the building you're shielding yourself within amongst their final shots, unintentionally causing dilapidated supports to crumble under the gunfire they only unleashed to distract. You don't have time to run before things collapse all around you, but you do manage to catch a glimpse of his expression before everything goes dark, and the sight of his hand reaching in your direction is the last thing you see... His concern for the battle ceases in that instant. Your tiny body, so fragile and soft he'd teased you for your lack of armor every time he'd held you, was now beneath countless tons of rubble he might never clear away in time... if there was still any time.

·Confused Autobots are left gaping as he turns tail to start digging into the remains of the building in a frenzy. His personalities start to fight for control, and for those listening he becomes and endless loop of arguments with himself while digging for what can't actually be a human, right? Because it sounds like he mentioned the word human but that must be a mistake, certainly? But if there's even a chance... Programming to fight Decepticons clashes with oaths to protect organic life, and Optimus is forced to act and offer assistance to the panicked con, an offer that is initially met with threats before his desperation results in him caving to the reassurance that any human within is their responsibility to rescue. Only his love for you could lead to him accepting help from Autobots, but he's still much too worried to feel very self conscious, because each minute is far too precious to waste.

·You aren't entirely aware of your own survival. Though you can hear heavy movement from the outside of your little crawlspace, battered and barely conscious as you are, only the faintest hint of a shout heavily colored with a familiar accent gives you hope help is near. Servos capable of warping steel overturn literal tons of rubble with each swipe in his desperate hazes, resulting in boulders of debris flying in the wake of an impossibly determined Decepticon. The Autobot's calls for strategy and teamwork are only met with silence or threats; if the human in this rubble can't be recovered, then he'll make certain their body isn't alone. He ignores their resulting debate with Optimus over whether or not to continue assisting. All that matters is you, his unexpected treasure amongst the cold chaos, and his absolute refusal to lose you while there's still a flicker of his spark in existence.

·Light strikes your eyes without much warning as the rubble above you shifts, forcing you to flinch in your tiny space and cough as the dust irritates your lungs, which in accordance with your current luck sends a pang through probably broken ribs. The only silver lining to it all is that your noises create an immediate reaction up above. Increasingly clearer voices come as the window of light grows and boulders of debris trapping you in are removed, spurring you to cover your eyes as the final hunk of mortar is removed and you're blessed with a rush of cool, fresh air as the sunshine streams in. To your incredible surprise the gruff voice that speaks first to comfort you is not one you know. There's hardly time for your dizzy head to wrap itself around the phenomenon before large but gentle hands reach down to skillfully pluck you free, but the relief of being rescued doesn't last long, and trouble is brewing even before you discern the team of surprised and worried faces circling you as the Autobots.

·You're in the hands of the Autobot medic when Blitzwing sees you've been pulled, injured but alive, from the collapsed building. His joy at seeing you breathing is matched only by his terror to see you in the hands of his enemy, which quickly turns into far more usable rage as he jumps back into rescuing you from the threat that started everything. Shouts to unhand you are his only warning before a charge, one that's quickly called as a bluff when he refuses to risk your safety and skids to a halt before his enemies. The same medic holding you carefully in his hands stares down the much larger triple changer without a flinch, though the remaining bots encircle him protectively, warning him not to hurt this human in their ignorance. A standoff forms in the tense moments where Blitzwing borders on panic, alternating between threats and demands and barely disguised pleading for the return of the human whilst the bots remain steadfast in their assumed defense. It's only through sheer grumpy determination that the medic, who you learn in this moment is called "Ratchet", is able to briefly cut through the shouting and try to force an understanding, starting with the fact that if any of them care about human safety they'll let him give this one some much needed help. Unfortunately mutual distrust keeps both sides moments from launching a new attack.

·You're in no position to fight and free yourself from the ambulance turned robot holding you, but even as Blitzwing stands just ahead and looks to you with that helpless expression, you realize you don't think you need to. There's no aggression in the arms supporting your battered body, just the cautious concern of an expert. But you know your partner; he feels deeply, and once his emotions take off he struggles to listen to reason. Thus you decide to speak up and help Ratchet act as mediator, partly to be relieved of at least a bit of this pain, but also to get back to the mech who you know only wants to see you safe. The hardest part is keeping down a cough as you try to speak...

·Everything stops when the voice of a weak and battered human pipes up, silencing the still intermittent arguing and turning the attention of all gathered bots to them. Blitzwing drops the entirety of his aggressive stance once he focuses only on you, stepping closer only to be stopped by the rest of the still distrustful Autobots. Your gentle pleading for him to stay calm and hear them out stops a brawl from erupting once again, and also creates a wave of surprise amongst the Autobots; this Decepticon has befriended a human?! His Icy personality is colder and more in control than ever when he prompts the medic to lay out his plans for your care, followed by a warning that you will decide whether or not to accept it, and that if they attempt to force anything on you or take you away there will be no Autobots left on earth by the time he stops them.

·Ratchet is mercifully to the point when he explains that he merely wants to ensure there is no immediate danger from your injuries, and to provide some basic aid to tide you over until a human proffesional can assist. In the grip of rather considerable pain, you can't help but concede to the logic of the plan, looking to your partner so he can see the certainty in your eyes as you express your consent. Ever true to his word regarding you, the triple changer nods his own assent, but insists he will be by your side through it all. Ratchet is able to locate a more sheltered location nearby, and despite the complaints of his fellows agrees to render aid in private, with only his patient and the Decepticon in question to assist him. The distrust crackling through the air makes it quite difficult for you to be relieved at the prospect of medical attention.

·Blitzwing is there for you at every moment, letting your tiny hand squeeze his large servo as the medic patches you up, his dexterity surprising you almost as much as the human medical kit he carries "for the sake of a different human that frequently gets herself hurt". Every whimper of pain from you makes the Decepticon growl through his whispered comforts to you, and by the time the medic has the immediate damage bandaged and secure each of Blitzwing's three personalities has had a turn threatening the old medic. Ratchet doesn't even seem to mind as he strongly encourages you to head for a hospital while he finishes putting away his supplies. The rest of the Autobots leave with a tense and awkward parting (as well as a few murmured apologies) that includes a promise that this incident may change things for Blitzwing, should he be so inclined... An Icy expression only bids them farewell, and when the two of you are alone he finally holds you close, whispering a thousand apologies for failing to protect you from his war. Though you hardly feel prepared to understand a several million year conflict, you embrace him in return, able to take a moment to just appreciate being back with your love. The moment only ends when he, somewhat bashfully, asks what a hospital is and if you could more effectively be transported there via tank or jet?

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votederpycausemufins · 3 years

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The rescue commences. But it’s going to be harder than Tommy thought because the bots aren’t so keen on being rescued.

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Xannes spoke Jrum’s name as a question and immediately all eyes were on him. Xannes tried to keep from cursing in front of the kid, but it was a little hard when he saw even more red. Did he just change his face to match the room, or did he just do that whenever. “Xannes? What are you doing here?”

“You know this guy?” The demon asked in a wary tone.

“Yes he does. As for the question, NPG found out about the situation with your disappearance and I offered to come looking for you.”

Jrum’s face instantly lit up and in a moment he was running over to hug the helsmit. Xannes almost accepted it too, since the kid probably had been terrified in an unfamiliar place. But just at the last second, he saw the red plants that coated Jrum’s body and he took a step again. “Sorry. Still not a hugger.”

Jrum pouted and crossed his arms, but didn’t actually seem too upset. “Well, you came at the best possible time! Is NPG going to show up too?”

“Unfortunately not. I don’t think he can get in and I haven’t figured out what’s causing it yet.”

“Aww… It would have been nice…”

“So, what’s going on here?”

“This is the Red Banquet.” The demon spoke, looking much less threatening now that he knew Xannes was a friend. “We’ve been planning this little party for a while and I’m sure other guests will be arriving shortly. You’re just a bit early.”

“Is that why the entrance was covered up?” Xannes asked, glancing behind himself for a moment, both to look at the entrance as well as from the feeling of being watched.

“Yes, I hope you didn’t hurt them too much.”

“Hurt… who?” Xannes asked nervously and suddenly he realized just exactly how off this all felt.

“The Egg of course! It’s the source of all the plants around us!”

Xannes glanced at Jrum. “Alright, why’s he got the things growing in him? I’d think that wouldn’t be good for his body.”

“I’m just fine! Better even! I can do things all on my own and don’t need any of Grum’s stupid help.”

That made Xannes realise that the other of the two bots was indeed missing. “Wait, where is he?”

“I don’t really know. I haven’t seen him in a while. He could be dead for all I care.”

The helsmit looked back at the people gathered around the table. This really did seem all too familiar. And that wasn’t a good thing. He remembered having NPG finally getting the turquoise infection out of his system so he could deal with the rest of the similarly infected helsmets of turquoise and magenta spores. “I’m guessing HEP is less of a problem here?”

Most of the people at the table looked confused, but of course Jrum wasn’t, and surprisingly, neither was the demon. “No! We crushed them into the ground, and if any of them wants to live, they’ll come here!”

Xannes choked in surprise. Okay, it looked like those plants were really getting to him. “Well, looks like there’s still a few kicking around.”

“Really? Who? Is it Grum?!”

“Nope. Sorry kid.” Xannes added enchantments to his sword as he pulled it out. “Guess I’m just following in my brother’s footsteps, huh.”

And then chaos broke out.

Tommy had no idea how different the SMP would be when he got back. He expected more of the same, people around making destructive chaos and probably new posters and creeper holes. But the red shit all over the place was different. Plus it didn’t look like anyone was really around.

Before moving anywhere, he pulled out the comm Grian had given him and sent him a message.

<NPC_GRIAN> Alright, made it in.

<NPC_GRIAN> Wait was this NPG’s

He waited, but a message didn’t come in right away, so Tommy put the comm away to start looking. He didn’t know what exactly the plants were, but enough crazy things had happened in this world, so he mainly just ignored them, not caring if he did touch them. One thing that did get his attention was a poster that the plants were bordering. It was inviting people, Tommy assumed anyone, to the Red Banquet. Whatever that was. At the very least that likely explained the lack of people.

Tommy continued walking, poking his head into just about every building to hopefully find someone, but there was still nothing. He was hoping for at least someone to be around to tell him what was going on, but it didn’t look like that was the case. “How the fuck does everyone go to the same fucking thing? And where the fuck is it?”

No answer came for Tommy, so he ended up going into his old home, though it looked like someone had been living there. Connor, if the signs were telling the truth. “Well, let’s see if any of my shit is still here.”

Tommy honestly couldn’t remember what stuff would have been there, but there were still some items that he thought would be good to have on him, just in case. As he was rummaging around, the door behind him opened, and Tommy turned around to see who it was. Tommy’s fight or flight response immediately activated when he was staring at the admin, who was surprisingly just staring back at him.

“D-Dream…”

“How the fuck did you get here before me?!”

“Bitch I’ve been gone for months, you had plenty of time to visit this place. That’s only going to be your fault.” Tommy retorted, forcing himself to have some confidence.

“It is possible a teleport was used if he was aware of your destination.” Another voice spoke and Tommy lit up for a second.

“Holy fuck, Grum! That was easier than I expected. Where’s Jrum?” Then he stopped when he finally saw Grum and the state he was in. In his anger, he pulled out his borrowed sword and pointed it at Dream. “What the fuck did you do?”

Before Dream or Grum could say anything, Grum suddenly turned around and drew a weapon, deflecting an attack from behind. “You done running yet?”

“How are you-”

“You! You goddamn bitch!”

“You’re supposed to be in prison!”

“What is going on?!”

Grum slashed at Theseus’ legs before answering. “The one currently attacking us is an alternate form of bzzt from a separate universe. The one we discovered is the one you are likely more familiar with.”

“Yeah green bitch! What are you going to do with two of us?”

Dream looked like he was about to attack, but then he was grabbed by Grum. “Commencing emergency escape.” And then the two of them disappeared.

“Fuck, now they’re gone.”

Theseus stepped into Tommy’s old house, holding his axe at the ready. “How did you get out?”

“Hey, you really want to kill me? Wouldn’t that end badly for you?” Tommy took a step back.

“Answer the fucking question!”

“Your Phil let me out when he realized you weren’t in the hels dimension anymore.”

Theseus spoke another curse under his breath. “Well, you better not get in the fucking way.”

Tommy crossed his arms. “Hey, I’m just after Grum and Jrum, and seeing as how he’s…” Tommy trailed off for a moment, remembering Grum and how he reminded Tommy of himself when he was in exile. “He’s got Grum, so as long as that’s the case, I’m after him too.”

“It’s a lost cause. That thing is better used for scrap metal. Though hopefully after I’ve gotten Dream back to hels.”

“Wait, why do you want that?” Tommy asked. Why would anyone actually want Dream around and not just kill him. “Didn’t you kill your version of him? Why get a replacement?”

“Because I wasn’t finished dealing with the first one.” Theseus answered, then put his axe away. “Let me do what I’m here to do, and maybe I’ll help with your little problem. Got it?” And before Tommy could answer, his hels version was gone.

Tommy wanted to follow, but first pulled out his comm to send an update and hope Grian had responded. He smiled when he saw that he had, but then confused when he saw there were other messages. He read them off, then sent some messages back.

<Grian> That’s good to hear. And yeah it’s his. He never used it so I ended up keeping it on me and never got it back to him.

[Eyes] X-1, Y-1, Z-1

[Eyes] X-2, Y-2, Z-2

[Eyes] X-3, Y-3, Z-3

<NPC_GRIAN> I got good, bad and unsure news

<NPC_GRIAN> Good, I found one of them

<NPC_GRIAN> Bad, something’s seriously wrong with him cause Dream did something

<NPC_GRIAN> weird, just got message from something/someone called Eyes giving me three sets of coordinates

<NPC_GRIAN> any way to use this thing to look at my coords?

Tommy stood there, waiting for a response. When one wasn’t coming in, he started fiddling with the comm to try and figure it out himself. Just as Grian got back to him, Tommy figured it out.

<Grian> Seriously wrong how?

<NPC_GRIAN> Looks damaged and isn’t showing much emotion. Also working with Dream? But the bitch tried convincing me he was my friend so could be the same sort of thing

<NPC_GRIAN> also figured out coords

Tommy switched back to the coordinate reader and started shifting around, trying to figure out which direction was which. It seemed like the first and second set of coordinates were about the same distance from where he currently was. Because of that, he started to head towards the first one listed. While he was walking, another message came in from Grian.

<Grian> That was fast. Anyway, what do the other messages look like?

<NPC_GRIAN> I started working on it when you didn’t get back to me immediately.

<NPC_GRIAN> looks like: [Eyes] coordinates

<NPC_GRIAN> doesn’t look like a player’s text, but also not sure what could message me, so that’s why I’m not sure.

Tommy groaned when a message didn’t come back within the next few seconds. What was Grian doing that was causing such a delay. Maybe it was just the way these comms worked? Once Grian got back to him, he could bring it up.

<Grian> Yeah, that looks like something else. And what do you mean not immediately?

<NPC_GRIAN> I’m guessing it’s something with these comms. It’s taking you ages to send a message back.

He had nearly reached the coordinates when Grian got back to him.

<Grian> Meanwhile I’m getting your messages all at once like they were pre-typed. That’s not a good sign.

<NPC_GRIAN> Well shit

Tommy stuffed the comm in his pocket and started running. He was close enough to tell that the coords were for the house that Tommy had never seen before, but recognized just the same due to it looking more like something out of Hermitcraft. He slammed the door open and started calling. “Jrum! Hey Jrum are you in here?!” There was no answer and Tommy checked the communicator again. He was just about at the right coordinates, but the Y value was a little off. That probably meant that the location needed to be exact, and Tommy looked down at the comm to make sure he lined up exactly. Because of that, he didn’t realize he was about to walk into something until he crashed into the charger and fell to the ground.

“Oh that’s a big charger. Why’s it so huge?” He looked between the coordinates again. “Oh. I’m guessing something’s in there.” Tommy broke into the charger’s casing and poked his head inside. For the most part, it was just a jumble of redstone, but in one corner was a torch lighting up a barrel. The teen pulled himself inside just enough to open the barrel and pull the contents out, that being a single unsigned book.

Tommy looked around before going over to a table and sitting down to read the book. He sent another quick update to Grian before opening it up and reading. It seemed to be a lot of notes written down, filling the pages. None of them were complete sentences, and the ink stains made Tommy imagine a number of them were written in a rush.

Zoning out = DSMP console program. QHHBP program active? What's KGADOOHM and HJTHJ? Connected to K⊣OOᒲR? There’s a vault. It’s for favorite things. Items and animals. I couldn’t write right. I think I zoned out there and fell. Posters of 2 music discs. Coords: X-3, Y-3, Z-3.

Tommy looked at his comm and noticed the third set of coordinates matched the ones written down in the book. Obviously he would need to go there. But Tommy continued reading, messaging Grian what was written down.

Woke up in pain. Programs were running too much. Don’t know why. Managed to unplug and drain battery. 873.5% of what. It was connected to ⎓⚍リ↸||?

Jrum officially moved out. He likes the red plants. I don’t. They’re not natural. Admin keeps visiting. Asking questions. Not sure how to feel. ⎓⚍リ↸|| visits too. Those are nicer.

Tommy flipped through more pages. More questions and confusion. Some did end up as full writing while others were just more quickly written words to convey an idea. With the mention of Jrum, this was obviously something Grum wrote, but there was almost too much here. Then Tommy stopped and read another entry.

Jrum officially got adopted. I don’t understand how I feel. It hurts but I’m also happy. He’ll stay away, but it just reminds me how hurt he is. How scared I feel. I miss my dads. Why didn’t they find us?

Jrum got adopted? Grum wondering why Grian and Mumbo hadn’t come for them and missing them? That wasn’t good. And based on the messaging problem, Tommy had an idea why.

<NPC_GRIAN> Another page implies they’ve been here a really long time. Explains why the server’s so different and how Dream was able to get Grum to that point.

<NPC_GRIAN> also you’re probably going to have to fight for custody or something because someone adopted Jrum.

Since Tommy knew he wasn’t going to get an answer back soon, he went back to reading. The messages seemed to be shorter and shorter, the handwriting becoming more messy. Tommy assumed that was because of them being over time and Dream breaking the bot down more and more. Then he got to a list which he immediately typed up and sent to Grian.

<NPC_GRIAN> Found a list of names or something. Obviously seems important.

<NPC_GRIAN> List: Grum, Dream, Gorgeous, Poultry Man, Eyes, Console

<NPC_GRIAN> I don’t know if it’s a code or just names or what. But since I got messages from ‘Eyes’...

Tommy closed the book and put it in his inventory. There was still more to read, but he already got information from it and was losing time. For now he needed to go to the second coordinates.

Xannes just stood, not even reacting when the first person attacked him. Their axe blade was aimed right for his chest, no armor there to stop it, but the weapon bounced off, causing no damage. Someone else attacking had the same reaction. “Sorry, but doesn’t look like your weapons are really working right now. Too bad since I’m sure mine will work fine.” And he swung his sword, hitting the next person who attempted to fight him. They were set on fire due to the fire aspect as well and being knocked away, slamming into the wall from a high level knockback.

From there, Xannes continued to attack, even getting a little cocky about the fact he couldn’t get hit in his current player-mode. Because of that, he was easily caught off guard when the demon grabbed him, forgetting he was only invulnerable to damage. While it didn’t hurt when he would have otherwise been crushed to death, now he couldn’t move at all.

His best shot was to try and get the demon with his sword. Demons were normally connected to the nether and his aetherite sword being an opposite of netherite tended to have a worse effect on them. But before he could get far with that plan, the weapon was taken away, and since he wasn’t in hels, his hacking capabilities couldn’t get him a new one. Potentially he could summon it back to himself, but that would be a little more complicated to use and could cost extra seconds he wouldn’t have.

“Why did you come if you’re just here to hurt me?” Jrum asked, clinging to the cat hybrid.

“I was trying to find you and your brother to take you home.” Xannes grunted, struggling as much as he could to get out. “I didn’t realize you’d be mind controlled or whatever this is.”

“I-I’m not being- and why would you want to take me home?”

“Uh, because your family is worried about you and helping out is the ‘good thing’ to do and all that bullshit.”

Jrum crossed his arms. “I don’t want to go. They just left me here, and… and now I have a new family!”

Xannes was about to speak up, but then he was squeezed a bit harder for a moment, pushing the air out of his lungs for a moment. “And we’re not letting anything happen to him, so if you’re planning on hurting him, you can think again!”

Xannes was wheezing slightly, trying to breathe. Suffocation like this was weird. Technically it couldn’t kill him or cause actual damage, but it still managed to cause a type of ghost pain. It was getting to the point where he was worried about managing to pass out, when there were voices. They sounded distant and unfamiliar, but getting closer. For a moment, Xannes thought he was imagining it, but the fact that the people around him were reacting to it too made him realize it was real.

People started appearing from the entrance, all of them wearing what Xannes was pretty sure looked like hazmat suits of some kind, but he couldn’t be absolutely sure from this distance and his current situation. What he could be sure of was the yell that came, and the chorus of the same response from Jrum’s new ‘family’.

“Jrum!”

“Tommy?!”

Tommy was almost to the second set of coordinates when he saw something different. It was a person. Well, not just a person, but a number of people. “Hey! Heeeey!” He yelled out to get their attention and most everyone looked over, showing a mix of emotions from surprise, to fear, to acceptance.

“Is that Tommy?”

“No, Tommy’s dead. Dream said so.”

“Well he lied bitch!” Tommy said, finally reaching the group. “What the fuck is going on around here?”

“I think you need to give answers first.”

Tommy groaned a little. “Okay fine, I ran off, started living somewhere else. Tubbo thought I was dead and pulled me back. I didn’t want to come back and brought Tubbo with me, and then Phil and Techno followed. I’m back ‘cause some kids ended up here on accident and I’m after them.”

“Are you talking about Grum and Jrum?” Tommy was pretty sure that was Puffy.

“Yeah! Any clue where Jrum is, cause I’ve seen Grum.” Tommy watched as a few people glanced at each other. “Oh fuck, what’s wrong?”

“First, you need to put a hazmat suit on.” Someone stepped forward, and Tommy was surprised to see it was Sam, looking a little odd without his creeper mask on, unable to wear it with the rest of the suit.

“Can I ask why?”

“See all the red plants? Bad found something underground and started worshipping it. It’s started corrupting people, and one of them is your friend.”

“Shit.” Tommy said, grabbing the offered suit and putting it on. “You said Bad and Jrum, who else is down there.”

“Ant, Punz, Purpled, Ponk, Fundy, also someone named Hannah, you wouldn’t know her. She joined while you were presumed dead. We’re still unsure about Sapnap since he’s been trying to stay out of it, but Bad was really trying to pull him in.”

Tommy nodded, then realized that if Bad was the person in charge and tried pulling Sapnap in, then he also likely tried with- “And what about Skeppy?”

“He… he was involved.”

“I’m noticing the use of that in the past word shit. That mean he got out or…?”

“Last week Bad ended up getting him killed.”

Tommy’s eyes widened. If this thing could get Bad to kill Skeppy, it was really dangerous. “Alright, then let’s get in there.”

“Wait, you need a few things.” Sam started handing him items as other people in the group started moving. “These splash bottles are filled with holy water from church prime. They seem to help against these plants. Flint and steel to burn anything you're able to break. It needs to be fully burned or it can heal itself. Also don’t actively try to break anything except the source which looks like a giant egg. Trying to break anything is like it has a thorns enchantment. You get hurt back if you try to break it. Same thing happens with the main source, but it hurts you more, so you’ll need the extra health.”

Tommy took all the offered items, then followed the group down. He kept his sword at the ready, even testing it with one of the vines on the walls. Ow, yeah, that did hurt. So it didn’t look like the different material would help anything. Tommy was mostly willing to help, but he also knew that trying to get Jrum out of there would probably be a better priority since that’s what he was there for anyway and getting rid of any member of this evil group or whatever it was would help.

The moment he got down into the main cavern, he called out Jrum’s name. “Jrum!” He then watched as the people who had already been down there turned to look at him, surprised to see him alive.

“Hey! Theseus copy! Say yes!” Someone spoke up, and Tommy vaguely remembered the voice, but couldn’t place it. He had no idea what it would do, so he ended up saying yes anyway. Immediately, he regretted it as the sword in his hand disappeared. But that was followed by a yell from Bad, and Tommy saw him let go a person who was now holding the pink sword. “Thanks.”

Tommy caught the sword as it was thrown back to him, the other person he now recognized as Xannes slamming himself into Ponk and taking another aetherite sword from him. “Now what are you doing here?”

“Got Grian to send me in as back up. I see you found Jrum.”

“Yeah, the little shit has the weird vines growing on him and apparently has decided that these idiots are his family now. Bit of a downgrade if you ask me.”

Tommy slashed at someone who tried to attack Xannes from behind. “Yeah, found a book that I’m pretty sure is Grum’s. Apparently they’ve been here a long while and Jrum ended up getting adopted.”

“Hasn’t it been just a few days?”

“Yeah, so obviously there’s a big issue. Any chance you can teleport us out of here if I grab Jrum?”

“It would be easy if I had some coordinates.” Xannes knocked someone to the ground and then stole their axe before throwing it at someone else to hit them with it.

“Yeah, I’ve got some. X-3, Y-3, Z-3. That work for you?”

“Sure they’re safe?”

Tommy shook his head. “Not at all, but they were sent to me by someone, and the previous two ended up helping.”

“Alright, but if you get us trapped, I’m getting myself out and leaving you behind.”

“Yeah whatever, I already broke out of one prison. I’m sure there’s nothing as tough as that one.”

“Oh please tell me you didn’t.”

“Alright, I won’t.”

“Goddammit. Just grab Jrum and bring him here..” the helsmit groaned, attacking another corrupted SMP member and giving Tommy an opening.

Tommy ran towards the bot. He didn’t have as good of a sword as Xannes, so getting through everyone was a bit tougher, but he finally made it, grabbing the bot’s arm. Jrum immediately turned to look at him. For a moment, Tommy thought it would be easy, until the kid pulled out an axe and something Tommy recognized flashed on screen. “Oh shit shit shit! Jrum Jrum Jrum Jrum no!” He barely dodged the swing of an axe by jumping back. Sure, Jrum was a kid, but he was a robot kid. That sometimes took combat lessons from False. And he could remember them perfectly. And that meant the kid could potentially be as dangerous as, dare he say it, Techno.

He tried to keep dodging, moving back so Jrum would have to follow, but hits were landing, and the hazmat suit wasn’t the best armor to wear. He hazarded a glance behind him to check how close they were to Xannes, but he got an axe to his gut and fell to the floor, the hazmat suit now torn. “Xannes! A little help!”

The admin rushed over, hitting Jrum back with a fist to avoid using knockback but also keep him from killing Tommy. Then he hit a button on his helmet and the three of them were teleported away. The sudden change of scenery made Jrum stop attacking at the very least, now focused on figuring out where they were.

“Where did you take us?! Where are we?! Take me back!”

“No fucking clue.” Tommy answered, looking around before his eyes widened. “Wait, are those…?” He jumped up, seeing the posters of his discs and the two of them each on their own pedestal on a platform of gold blocks on either side of a nether portal. “My discs!”

He started running towards them, but was shot from the side. The power from the punch bow pushed Tommy with enough force, he fell back down. He winced and held the wound before looking to see who had shot him. “Dream…”

“How did you find this place?”

“That would be my doing.” Xannes raised his hand for a moment to get the admin’s attention before noticing the second robot. “And I see you have Grum with you.”

“Grum?!” Jrum looked over, asking the question angrily. “What, you couldn’t be dead?!”

Grum took a slight step to the side to be seen better. “And I see you are with these two. I believed you to have finally given up, but yet you still cling to meaningless hope.”

“No! I have a new family! I don’t care about these two.”

“And yet here you are, with both of them and coming after me. I thought I made it quite clear that I have no want to be around something as useless as you.”

“I’M NOT USELESS!” Jrum shouted before running at Grum, fast enough that Dream reacted by simply moving out of the way, pulling out a shield in an attempt to block. Jrum attempted to attack with his axe, but the blade just clashed against another axe in Grum’s hand. Jrum attempted to attack again, but it was also blocked by a mirrored move. The two robots just started to fight each other, neither managing to hit the other as they perfectly matched each other’s moves.

Dream attempted to stop the fight with an attack of his own, but he ran into an invisible wall. Feeling around, he was surrounded by the same problem. “Barrier blocks. Sorry, but not something you can escape from. You’ve got bedrock right below you and I know you decided using a console was the best option for whatever reason, so you don’t have any escape.”

“Alright, now let’s break the bots up.” Tommy said, walking towards them, switching his broken hazmat suit for armor.

“Where’d you get all that gear?”

“Sto- uhhh borrowed it from NPG. It was the only thing I had access to and didn’t want to have absolutely nothing. Didn’t get a chance to replace it cause I got here too quickly.” Tommy explained before getting between the bots. “Alright you two, break it- ow! Stop hitting me! You’re gonna kill me!”

Xannes sighed and pulled Tommy out from the battle. “That was probably the worst idea.”

“It was at least something. So unless you want to suggest something, it’s the best we got.”

“Here’s an idea. You give Dream to me.”

Tommy and Xannes turned to see Theseus coming out of the nether portal. “After that, well, don’t get in my way anymore and maybe I’ll let you live.”

#hermit!tommy au #hermit!tommy #tommyinnit #grian #watcher!grian #grian xelqua #avian!Grian #dreamwastaken #grumbot #hels!tommy #evil xisuma #jrumbot #the blood vines #still not a fan of how dream's persona eminates someone... problematic

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Hi all, I haven’t recced some fics in awhile but...today is fic writers appreciation day! And there are so many fics that I love so very much and have brought so much happiness into my life.

And it just so happens I have a personal document where i’ve kept track of fics I’ve read for the past 3-4 years, categorized by tropes. So I thought it would be fun to rec you my all-time favorite fic from each of my personal categories! There are so many good fics so I hope you enjoy. And if you want a full fic rec list for any of these categories, please tell me!

And a big thank you again to all of the lovely authors out there, I hope you have a lovely day and now how valued your work is.

A/B/O

Sisterwives by jaerie

This was it, the moment Louis had been waiting for his entire life. Giddy excitement bubbled up as he held hands and stared up at his soon-to-be alpha and husband and grinned. The ceremony was small and simple, but Louis didn’t mind. Fresh flowers pinned into his hair and a brand new outfit was all he needed to feel special in front of their few witnesses. It was just some members of his family and a few of the church elders in attendance as was customary for any marriage beyond the first wife within the faith.

First wives were the ones to have elaborate weddings with the whole community involved. An alpha’s first wedding was a celebration of an their coming of age, his first steps into fulfilling God’s prophecy. There were many glories for an omega that came with being a first wife but also many responsibilities. Louis had never aspired to be a first wife or even a second. He wasn’t experienced enough to be the leader of an alpha’s many wives and children and he didn’t think he’d be up to the task.

Louis was just fine in the position he was stepping into as the seventh.

Or Louis thinks he's getting everything he's ever dreamed of. Harry helps him find what makes him truly happy.

Action/Adventure

The Dead of July by whimsicule

Harry is Captain America, and Louis’ been dead for 70 years.

Age Gap

White Pages, White Lace, Big Hands, Pretty Face by thechesirepussycat

“He touches his sides, his neck, his lips, all the places Harry has just been, all the places that still tingle from Harry’s touch. Such a strange feeling Louis has, so unreal and nerve-racking. He can’t begin to describe what Harry has done to him, what about Harry makes Louis want to call him… Daddy.“

Or, a gratuitous Sugar Daddy!Harry and Student!Louis AU.

Angst

Bot by tomlinsunshine (11k)

Zayn builds robots; Harry is a big fan of his latest model.

Break Up

got the sunshine on my shoulders by hattalove

five years ago, harry styles left his tiny home town to make it big as a recording artist. he didn't have much regard for what he left behind - a life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone.

now, harry has everything he could possibly want: he's rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. but when said boyfriend proposes to him, he's forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and louis, who's spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers harry sent him.

(or, an au based on the movie sweet home alabama.)

Canon

nonstop earthquake dreams of you by lumineres

And there's heat behind it, blazing, plasmatic, like stars crashing together, like an explosion in space, like a supernova, like a black hole--everything else sucked out of existence. There's no bed and there's no pillow and they're not lying down, just floating somewhere, somehow, and there's no room and there's no X Factor house and there's no Niall snuffling or Liam's deep, even breathing and there's no wind or traffic outside and there's no hum of the heating unit and it's all just Louis. All encompassingly Louis.

or, harry falls hard and finds louis already at the bottom

Classics

Love Is A Rebellious Bird by 100percentsassy and gloria_andrews

AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who "has made Mozart cool again" according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

College/Uni

Could be Kissing My Fruit Punch Lips by thechesirepussycat

Harry happens upon a porn site that specializes in live videos and sort of falls in love with the cute boy he only knows as Kitty.

And then he gets the surprise of his life when he finds out Kitty attends his university...

Crime

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by haroldslouis

1997 AU where Harry is a bank robber and Louis falls in love with him

Dom/Sub

No Control Club series by SadaVeniren

Harry, a popular BDSM blogger, writes a negative review about Louis’ club. Louis wants to have a chance to make it up to him.

Dunkirk/Alex

Poison & Wine by tilthesundies

Alex comes home from the war to find a stranger living in his flat.

Dystopian/Apocalypse

things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas

when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.

Enemies to Lovers

you flower, you feast by stylinsoncity

He's King of the Underworld, but don't assume Louis has it all. He could stand for some excitement in his monotonous, eternal life and maybe, even.....a soulmate.

(Despite not having a soul.)

And along came "Harry"

Established Relationship

I Only Ever Want You by itsmiz

Louis and Harry's relationship goes through a series of changes while Liam and Zayn discover new things about themselves, as well.

Or: Louis & Harry and Liam & Zayn begin to have sex in front of each other and a lot of kink-discovery results from that.

Fairy Tale

Red by frosteddream

Shockwaves were sent through the village after the McPherson family was savagely killed. There were people who feared the beast that did it, and then there was Louis, or, as most people liked to call him, Red. (Little Red Riding Hood AU.)

Fake Dating

And Then a Bit by infinitelymint

Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.

Famous (non-1D AU)

a million roses (bathed in rock n roll) by deLILah

au. harry sings in smoky dive bars; louis misses his flight home. they go to coney island in the morning.

(aka - harry is lana del rey, and louis makes him a star.)

Fashion

Just my style by thoughtsickles

Harry is sick, and the only thing that might help him is the pheromones from his mate--problem is, he hasn't got a mate.

Louis' just been disowned, and taking part in a medical study where he has to cuddle with some strange alpha seems to be his only option for earning a bit of cash.

The hippies and Omega Rights campaigners are busy changing the world--but all Harry wants is a chance to live.

Fluff

Dreaming of You by velvetoscar

The Begrudging Starbucks AU.

The world is winter and steamed milk and creamy espresso shots. The world is a never ending queue. The world is a Starbucks logo and a pink-cheeked smile from Niall and a bored scowl from Zayn and the world is Louis watching his best mate, Liam, fall in love with their newest customer, Harry. Who may or may not be in love with Louis. The world is cruel.

Frat

Soft Feet, Fast Hands, Can’t Lose by dolce_piccante

American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Friends to Lovers

OmegaVision by jaerie

Tomlin Networks Presents: OmegaVision starring Louis Tomlinson! The world's first 24/7 reality channel available in over 150 countries worldwide following the life of the first male omega born in over a century. Follow Louis through his daily routine, the ups and downs of growing up or just leave him on for comfort. There are many reasons to tune in but, no matter what yours may be, there's always a part of Louis that is just like you!

Or a Truman Show au that nobody asked for where Louis is Truman and Harry just wants to be his mate

Girl Direction

Never Enough by idekboo

Louis couldn't get enough of Harry and that gorgeous body of hers. She wasn't shy about letting her know.

High School

I found a love (darling just dive right in) by wonderlou

Louis, an omega with very little control. Harry, an alpha with a lot of emotion. Neither of them have any idea what do to with this little thing called love, but they'll be damned if they don't put up a good fight.

Historical

Coax the Cold by MediaWhore

England, 1897.

English Professor Louis Tomlinson’s passion for the occult has been a source of mockery and derision for most of his life. When he hears whispers of a travelling freak show newly established in London claiming the existence of a monstrous sea hybrid, half-man, half-fish, Louis sees it as his ticket to credibility amongst his peers. The summer he spends undercover working on the show, however, gives him much more than that.

Miscellaneous/Unique

the impossible now by stylinsoncity

A wish on Christmas Eve sends Louis to an alternate dimension where Harry is a member of One Direction.

Mpreg

The Things I’d Do to Wake Up Next to You by dirtymattress (36k)

Harry wakes up to a pregnant Louis Tomlinson and a wedding band on his finger.

Mythology

Say Hallelujah, Say Goodnight by alivingfire

Louis is an angel who is just a little too bad to be good, Harry is a demon who is just a little too good to be bad, and they're both a little too in love to be impartial when angels and demons go to war.

PWP

mr. tomlinson by iwillpaintasongforlou

Louis is a billionaire CEO who makes grown men cry and rival companies crumble. He's also an omega. Harry is the quiet cupcake of a man he calls his alpha and the only one who gets to see Louis as anything less than fearsome.

Roommates

streetwise hercules by bottomlinsons

Uni AU, where Louis pretends to be Harry's boyfriend to scare away his one night stands.

Royalty

feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream by togetherwecouldbealright

Harry is a journalist with a lot of secrets and Louis is the future king of the United Kingdom; they live together for 60 days.

Spies

never gonna dance again by togetherwecouldbealright

Louis is a spy and Harry is a dancer. The only real thing they know is each other.

Soulmates

Nameless Night by green_feelings

For their 18th birthday, every person receives a letter that reads a simple date. That is the date you'll meet your soulmate.

Harry and Louis have different beliefs, live in different worlds and have different dreams, hopes and fears. Yet, they're not so different from each other when it comes to love. When their paths cross, there is no doubt they belong together. Except for that one, essential difference: they didn't receive the same date.

Or, a fic about differences that make no difference at all: Harry and Louis are soulmates. In every way possible. Featuring Niall as a role model, and Liam and Zayn as a different kind of role models.

Summer Romance

Rivers til I Reach You by embodied

AU. Louis studies astronomy; Harry studies Louis. They spend their summers on the water and it shouldn't be complicated (spoiler: it is).

Supernatural

Howls Like a Beast (You Flower, You Feast) by indiaalaphawhiskey (16k)

France, 1754. Château de Versailles.

“You don’t love me,” Louis had said, utterly blasé as he callously fractured the heart of a Harry that was just barely eighteen.

“I do,” Harry had insisted pleadingly, green eyes already watering.

Louis had rolled his eyes, exasperated and flippant in the way only beautiful, young boys could be when faced with the affections of a baby prince. He had run his finger down Harry’s cheek then, had forced him to look into his eyes as he delivered the final blow.

“You’ll change your mind once you’ve seen more of the world,” Louis had teased, pressing a brutally delicate kiss onto Harry’s lovely, pure cheek. “Once you’ve been properly defiled.” He had whispered filthily, delighted by the gasp he heard, the frantic pink blush that had rested high on Harry’s cheeks, the power he had felt at knowing he could make the Crown Prince squirm.

#larry fic rec #larry fanfiction #larry fan fic #god tier fic recs

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erraticrandomficwriter · 4 years

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Same Eyes - An Altered Carbon Plot Bunny

‘One Curse is always tethered to another’

Blair Alden Han heard those words a long time ago but never really paid much mind to them. Thinking back on her lives, she can see how those words truly applied to her, but she never thought they would follow her through time, space, and alternate realities…

A Spell – just a simple Spell – was the cause of Blair’s predicament. Okay, it wasn’t a simple Spell, but, still, it was the cause of her predicament – A predicament that has lasted for a very long time.

Blair just wanted to take a break from her life in Mystic Falls, she just wanted a break from her Reality – a vacation so to speak. Temporary. Blair never imagined that possessing her Alter would take her on an adventure that transcended time and space. And it was hardly a vacation…

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Blair splashed some water of her face before gripping the sides of the bathroom sink and looking at herself in the mirror. She knew it was time to brace herself for the influx of memories that would soon swarm her reflection, but she wanted a moment – she needed a moment to stay the person she got so used to being before her life got turned upside down again and a new life began.

Poe, the AI in charge of the Raven Hotel generated behind her as she took this time to stay herself for as long as she could. He could see the toll it always took on Blair and he wanted to be there for her again. Especially when he knew if she had her way, she’d never look at her reflection again. “You will need to face yourself eventually, Miss Han. Better to do so now than while you are walking down the street and catch your reflection in a random window.”

Blair knew her friend was right – especially since what he had just pointed out was something she had done before because she was so reluctant to look at herself. When she first took up residence at the Raven all those years ago, she thought this Edgar Allen Poe esque AI was annoying as hell, but now he was a dear friend. A dear friend who always seemed to know exactly what she needed to do even when she didn’t want to do it.

To postpone the inevitable, she snarked back to him, “What? No ‘I told you so’?” Blair didn’t listen to Poe when he warned her not to take that job and she ended up bleeding out in the Raven’s lobby after getting stabbed in the alley because of it.

Poe moved to stand beside the sink to get a better look at her new face now that she was all cleaned up from the blood “I believed you choking on your own blood was enough of an ‘I told you so’. But if you would rather have me say it…” Poe trailed off when her new face glared at him with daggers in her eyes that never changed. No matter what face Blair was given her she always had the same eyes.

Poe reached out and placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder in a supporting and comforting manner. “It’s time, Miss Han. You cannot avoid your new life forever.”

Blair’s shoulders slumped in defeat before she took a deep breath and finally allowed herself to look at the new reflection in the mirror. As soon as her eyes met with her new life looking back at her, her eyes glowed as the technology inside her activated. A moment later, her mind became slammed with the downloaded memories of the woman’s face she now bore.

While Blair gripped onto the sink and tried not to collapse due to this downloading process, Poe went into the main area of her suite to pour her a drink from the cart. Poe knew she would want a glass of bourbon after her latest…transition. After all, she always did.

Blair groaned and coughed and breathed deeply as the download took place. While it only took a couple minutes to complete, it felt like an eternity. When it finally commenced, Blair took a deep breath of relief and looked back to her reflection in the mirror as her eyes returned to normal. Upon seeing her new face, she shook her head with a sigh because once again she looked nothing like herself – nothing like Blair Alden Han.

Poe waited until Blair joined him in the seating area before presenting her with the glass of bourbon. After looking her up and down for a moment he stated the obvious, “You’re taller now. You are going to need a new wardrobe again, Miss Han. I can make the arrangements for you, if you would like.”

Blair gratefully accepted the glass and downed it in one gulp before answering Poe. “Your tastes are far too expensive for my blood. I’ll take care of it. Besides, there’s got to be something buried in my closet that will work well enough.”

Poe took the liberty of taking Blair’s empty glass from her and refilling it at the cart as he inquired, “Who does your new face belong to?” He knew by now to get ahead of any trouble her new face may cause. He also knew by now not to ask who she was, because no matter the face or the memories of her new life, she only wanted to be known as Blair Alden Han. In fact, this was one of the first things he learned about her. The first time he asked who she was when her new life began was the last time he ever asked it. To put it lightly, Blair did not react well at that time.

Blair accepted her refilled glass with a bit of a raise in a toast-like manner before answering with, “Thea Hatch,” and downing the drink once again. That name was all Poe was going to presently get out of her. It was too soon to access her new life’s memories. The last thing she wanted was to be confused again.

Poe didn’t want nor need any other information. He would be able to perform enough of a search with just her name. Poe went over to the wall and waved his hand to bring up the search screen and after a few moments he found something most intriguing. “My, my,” he commented as he scanned over the information. “It seems Miss Hatch leads a life fighting crime. Your newest life is a Police Officer.”

Blair groaned at this information. “Of course she is. How the hell am I supposed to get my work done with the face of a freaking Copper?” She plopped down on her sofa and rubbed her hands over her face before letting her arms just drop. “Bloody hell. I remember her.” Blair sat up to look at Poe. “Thea Hatch arrested me a couple years ago. I thought she was hot.”

Poe gestured his hand to make the search screen disappear. “No wonder the Bots chose her. She made an impression.” After all, every new life the Bots choose for her had been someone who made an impression. Poe smiled at Blair, saying, “You always did have good taste.”

“Always the flatterer,” Blair joked as he got off the chair with a groan and went to the closet to find something to wear since she couldn’t exactly go the rest of the night just wearing her purple silky bathrobe.

Poe was about to reply to that but due to the presence of someone in the lobby he had to make a change of plans. “Please excuse me, Miss Han.” With that said, he disappeared.

Blair’s brow furrowed because she was curious why he disappeared so quickly but knew if it was important she’d know about it soon enough.

After a few minutes of digging through the closet, Blair found the box of her favorite clothes from previous lives. If only the Bots would let her keep her same proportions with each life, but no she had to take on not only the face of her new life but the body as well.

It didn’t take too long to put together an outfit that would suffice for the time being and she was so glad that she was once again tall enough to wear her black leather trenchcoat. Blair had been waiting for three lives to be tall enough to wear that again. “Come to mama,” Blair practically purred as he removed it from the box and put it on, a perfect fit.

Now that her attire was complete with her combat boots, black skinny jeans, white tank top that was a little too short, and her trenchcoat she was ready for anything. Well, she was almost ready. Blair went to her chest in the corner and removed several blades from it to place in the hidden sheathes of her outfit before grabbing her bag and heading down to the lobby.

Blair, despite knowing that she now had the face of a cop, was ready to take it out for a night on the town. Alas, a wrench was put into her plans when the doors opened up to the lobby and revealed a warzone. Poe was behind the bar with a shotgun in hand while his automatic weapons from the ceiling were shooting at what she could only assume to be intruders. Blair stayed in the doorway of the elevator as she called out to Poe, “Was there something in your search that you failed to mention?!”

Poe fired another shot before calling back to her, “No, Miss Han. This is protection for our newest guest. Please don’t feel the need to join in. We have this covered.”

Blair scoffed in a ‘like hell’ manner as she pulled her ring knives from her sleeves and headed towards the bar to join Poe there. After a couple steps a woman screamed at her with a gun aimed but the screams soon turned to gurgles after Blair used one of her blades and sliced the woman’s throat. Since the guns took out everyone else and the new guest was dealing with the last intruder one on one, Blair returned her blades to her sleeve sheaths and hopped onto the bar.

Poe handed Blair a drink as they both observed the new guest and his exchange with the one called Dimi.

“Who’s the new guy?” Blair had the strangest feeling that she’d met him somewhere before. And not just his Sleeve.

“His name is Takeshi Kovacs,” Poe replied and instantly handed Blair a napkin when she quite literally spit out her beverage after hearing the name. “I have never seen you react in such a way before, Miss Han. Are you ill?”

Blair didn’t even hear what Poe asked because her eyes were locked onto the one Poe said was Takeshi Kovacs. Even after Poe and the gun from the ceiling took out the one called Dimi, she didn’t take her eyes off him. No…it couldn’t be. There must have been some sort of mistake. This couldn’t be Takeshi Kovacs. It couldn’t be, could it?

Since there was no way now finding out who sent those goons after him, Kovacs went to the bar to get himself a drink before the police would no doubt arrive. He was about to take a seat at the bar when he noticed the woman sitting upon it and staring at him. “Problem?”

Blair looked at him right in his eyes and there was no doubt about it, this really was him. “Ko?” He voice was hinted with disbelief because a part of her truly couldn’t believe it.

Kovacs froze for a moment because that was a name he hadn’t heard in a very long time because there was only one person in all the galaxies that called him that. He wasn’t going to say their name, not until he knew it to be true – not until he looked into their eyes. When he did, he knew. She had the same eyes. “Blair?”

Blair let out a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding before she practically flew off the bar and right to Kovacs, hugging him tight. “I thought you were dead.”

All he wanted was for one thing to go right that night and while it wasn’t what he wouldn’t have expected in a million years he was grateful that this was it. Kovacs hugged her back and chuckled, “You thought I was dead? I thought you were dead.”

Blair pulled back from him and grinned, “You can’t get rid of me that easily, Ko.”

Poe watched this entire exchange and was fascinated by it. “The two of you know each other? My, my, the plot thickens, but I’m afraid this reunion must need to be cut short. The constabulary will no doubt be arriving very soon, Miss Han.”

It took Blair a moment before it clicked that she should get out of there before they did arrive. Just in case Thea Hatch happened to be one of the officers in attendance. But before going to the elevator, she pointed at Kovacs. “This reunion is not over, Ko.” Blair darted off before another word could be said.

Kovacs didn’t know what to make of that but wasn’t going to question it and instead took a seat so he could get himself a drink after this very long day.

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Blair was up in her room when later that evening Kovacs entered through her opened doorway. She set down the knife she was about to throw at the wall and shook her head a bit. “I still can’t believe you’re here. I never would have thought this would happen in a million years.”

Kovacs had more pressing matters to attend to than their reunion. “What the hell were you thinking, Blair? You can’t wear a copy of someone else’s Sleeve!” At her expression that proved she knew what he was talking about, he scoffed, “How could you be so stupid to use a Sleeve of a fucking officer?!”

Blair crossed her arms and scoffed herself. “I didn’t copy anyone’s sleeve, Ko. This is my body and this is my new life. You can’t honestly still not believe me, can you?” She popped her lips when he looked at her stoically. “Wow, okay. For the millionth time, I don’t use Sleeves. I’m not Stacked, I’m Cursed with freaking Bots.”

“That’s impossible,” he said firmly in that moment like he had many times before because what she told him didn’t make any sense and the only person who could confirm it was long dead.

“That’s impossible?” Blair scoffed incredulously before throwing her hand out towards him. “Coming from the guy with a Gameboy cartridge stuck in his neck.”

Kovacs didn’t understand the reference, which was something that clearly wasn’t going to change since he never really did understand half of what she said. “Even if what you still claim to be true…”

“There is no ‘if’, Ko!” Blair shouted at him because even after all this time he still thought she was a lunatic. “You don’t believe me? Ask Poe. Poe has been with me through it for years. He knows I’m not Stacked, he knows I have Bots instead. So stop being a pompous know it all and finally believe I’m not delusional or insane!”

Blair put her face in her hands and groaned loudly. This was so not how she imagined any kind of reunion with Kovacs being and yet it’s what she got. Finally she let her hands drop because she had given up. “I can’t believe we’re going through this again. It’s been what – over 200 years since we’ve seen each other and we are still having the same freaking argument? Who the fuck cares if I have the face of a cop?! They want to kill me for it? Let them! I’ll just come back with a new life and move on.”

Kovacs should have known better than to try and deal with this right now he moved to leave the room, but not without saying, “This isn’t over,” before he left.

Blair clenched her fist and punched a hole in the wall when he left because of how infuriating their reunion had become. She would have thought after all this time that maybe things would be different but they never would be. Kovacs would never believe her – never really see her and she would never be with him in the way she’d been wanting to for over 200 years…

#same eyes #blair alden han #blair alden han au #altered carbon plot bunny

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Highest recommendation.

"I was surprised by the effect it had on me. I’d assumed that my skepticism and media literacy would inoculate me against such distortions. But I soon found myself reflexively questioning every headline. It wasn’t that I believed [t]rump and his boosters were telling the truth. It was that, in this state of heightened suspicion, truth itself—about Ukraine, impeachment, or anything else—felt more and more difficult to locate. With each swipe, the notion of observable reality drifted further out of reach.

"What I was seeing was a strategy that has been deployed by illiberal political leaders around the world. Rather than shutting down dissenting voices, these leaders have learned to harness the democratizing power of social media for their own purposes—jamming the signals, sowing confusion. They no longer need to silence the dissident shouting in the streets; they can use a megaphone to drown him out. Scholars have a name for this: censorship through noise.

..."After the 2016 election, much was made of the threats posed to American democracy by foreign disinformation. Stories of Russian troll farms and Macedonian fake-news mills loomed in the national imagination. But while these shadowy outside forces preoccupied politicians and journalists, [t]rump and his domestic allies were beginning to adopt the same tactics of information warfare that have kept the world’s demagogues and strongmen in power.

..."In conversations with political strategists and other experts, a dystopian picture of the general election comes into view—one shaped by coordinated bot attacks, Potemkin local-news sites, micro-targeted fearmongering, and anonymous mass texting. Both parties will have these tools at their disposal. But in the hands of a *resident who lies constantly, who traffics in conspiracy theories, and who readily manipulates the levers of government for his own gain, their potential to wreak havoc is enormous.

"The [t]rump campaign is planning to spend more than $1 billion, and it will be aided by a vast coalition of partisan media, outside political groups, and enterprising freelance operatives. These pro-[t]rump forces are poised to wage what could be the most extensive disinformation campaign in U.S. history. Whether or not it succeeds in reelecting [trump], the wreckage it leaves behind could be irreparable.

..."In the United States, we tend to view such tools of oppression as the faraway problems of more fragile democracies. But the people working to reelect [t]rump understand the power of these tactics. They may use gentler terminology—muddy the waters; alternative facts—but they’re building a machine designed to exploit their own sprawling disinformation architecture.

"Central to that effort is the campaign’s use of micro-targeting—the process of slicing up the electorate into distinct niches and then appealing to them with precisely tailored digital messages. The advantages of this approach are obvious: An ad that calls for defunding Planned Parenthood might get a mixed response from a large national audience, but serve it directly via Facebook to 800 Roman Catholic women in Dubuque, Iowa, and its reception will be much more positive. If candidates once had to shout their campaign promises from a soapbox, micro-targeting allows them to sidle up to millions of voters and whisper personalized messages in their ear.

..."Christopher Wylie, who was the director of research at Cambridge Analytica and later testified about the company to Congress, told me that 'with the right kind of nudges,' people who exhibited certain psychological characteristics could be pushed into ever more extreme beliefs and conspiratorial thinking. 'Rather than using data to interfere with the process of radicalization, Steve Bannon was able to invert that,' Wylie said. 'We were essentially seeding an insurgency in the United States.'

..."The campaign doesn’t run just one ad at a time on a given theme. It runs hundreds of iterations—adjusting the language, the music, even the colors of the 'Donate' buttons.

..."The political theorist Hannah Arendt once wrote that the most successful totalitarian leaders of the 20th century instilled in their followers 'a mixture of gullibility and cynicism.' When they were lied to, they chose to believe it. When a lie was debunked, they claimed they’d known all along—and would then 'admire the leaders for their superior tactical cleverness.' Over time, Arendt wrote, the onslaught of propaganda conditioned people to 'believe everything and nothing, think that everything was possible and that nothing was true.'"

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820: Space Mutiny

Well, I did one of MST3k’s John Phillip Law movies, so I might as well do the other. Ladies, Gentlemen, etc, I give you: Mother. Fucking. Space. Mutiny.

The Southern Sun is a generation starship on its way to colonize a new planet. Most of the people on board are okay with this, but there’s a faction, led by Commander Kalgan, who want to abandon the mission and land somewhere. Kalgan and his cronies are willing to do anything to get their way, including sabotage the ship and make a deal with some space pirates. Lucky the Southern Sun has Dave Ryder, a big dumb beefalo of a man who will roll, shoot, and scream the rebels into submission! Oh, yeah, and there’s some Yoga Witches in the cargo hold, I dunno what’s up with that, but the movie assures me they contributed.

MUZ has been called the Manos of the Sci-Fi Channel era, in that it’s incoherent and badly-photographed. This is a compelling argument, but for my own part I consider Space Mutiny the Manos of the Sci-Fi Channel era, in that it’s absolutely iconic. It’s the episode that comes to mind when people think of that period in the show. It gave rise to memes. It’s also very much the Starcrash of the Sci-Fi Channel era, in that it is absolute comedy gold in ways the film-makers never intended.

You could write a book on the many sparkling facets of this movie's sucktitude. As Mike and the bots repeatedly observed, Cisse Cameron is ten years older than the character she’s playing, and the ‘engine room’ shots are all in a factory somewhere with sunlight shining through the windows. As they famously never observed even once, all the spacecraft shots are stolen from Battlestar Galactica. The bridge is made of cardboard. Nobody’s costume fits – Ryder’s in particular sags at the ass, which is a shame because I bet his ass is terrific. The women wear outfits so tiny that one with extra-long hair looks like Lady Godiva from behind. The end credits song takes the best bits of every 80’s power ballad ever written and assembles them into something far less than the sum of its parts. You can hear the singer’s mullet.

The writing is nothing short of stunning in its badness. Battle sequences are a mess, with no idea what’s at stake in each area the mutineers are trying to capture. There are whole scenes in which nothing much is actually said – the most glaring example is probably the bit where Commander Santa tells Captain Sting ‘it would have to be somebody on this ship with something to gain from this’. The exchange tells us nothing we didn’t already know. MacPherson only shows up in the room where Miss Santa is being interrogated so that he can expose himself as a traitor. Kalgan uses ‘space-bitch’ as an insult, unironically, twice, and calls Ryder a ‘meddling fool’.

There are at least three places where something is set up and then disposed of without ever being paid off. Commander Santa’s daughter tells Ryder that they can call for help against the pirates and mutineers, but he says he figures Kalgan has already installed scramblers – so they don’t even try. That seems to me like a situation where can’t hurt, might help would be a good philosophy. There’s also the ‘countermeasures’ subplot, where we learn that MacPherson will have revealed all their defense plans to the mutineers… and then the whole subject is just dropped. The biggest dangling plot thread, however, is the Bellerians.

These are the Yoga Witches I mentioned. They show up wearing bathing suits and veils, rub themselves all over the walls and some of those plasma globes that were popular in the 80s and 90s, and I think they seduce some of the security personnel. One of them visits Commander Santa and tells him it’s time for action, and they murmur things about time being up for one or other of the mutiny leaders, but they never actually do anything. The first time I watched this, as the MST3K episode, years and years ago, I remember waiting and waiting for the Bellerians to do something cool and they never did. They are entirely decorative.

(They also made it impossible for me to take Avatar seriously. The exchange a superintelligent dandelion seed! – Man, they'll worship anything! will not leave my head the entire damn movie.)

I also have to ask: if Kalgan and his followers are not satisfied living on the Southern Sun, why don’t they just… leave? The ship is clearly still in an inhabited part of the galaxy. There are the pirates, there’s the idea of calling for help, and people do come and go. Professor Spooner was on board the ship at some point to be Miss Santa’s mentor, then he left, and now he’s coming back. The Bellerians arrive and are given a place to stay, and it’s implied that they will be on board for some time but not permanently. Ryder is new to the Southern Sun, and I think the nonsensical does that mean you won’t marry me? at the end is supposed to tell us that he’s leaving again and hoping to take Miss Santa with him. If Kalgan wants to go, he can… but the writers completely ignore this.

Yet for all that, Space Mutiny is actually quite engaging. It’s structured like a proper movie, alternating between action, mystery, and romance. Reb Brown as Ryder and Cisse Cameron as Miss Santa have decent chemistry – they actually met on this movie, fell in love, got married, and are still married to this day. Sometimes you can’t follow what’s going on in an individual scene, but you always know where you are in the story as a whole.

Miss Santa appears to be an attempt at a Strong Female Character(tm). She’s supposed to be a PhD, and she gets involved with the shooting and punching right alongside Ryder. I think the did you see my butt? scene is supposed to tell us that she’s in charge of her own sexuality (this might work better if the camera didn’t leer like a miserly tipper at a strip club), and when she’s taken hostage she’s able to almost rescue herself by the time Ryder comes for her. She also has a few hints of actual personality, in that she’s shown using her work in the greenhouse as a way to blow off steam, and she sulks a bit when she doesn’t get her way (well, that’s gratitude for you!).

Ryder is a much larger presence in the movie, both physically and in terms of screen time, but he has far less to him as a person. He’s brave and heroic and likes to yell and shoot at things, and that’s about it. I suppose, like Duke Barnum in Last of the Wild Horses, he’s supposed to be a man-shaped hole that the audience members can place themselves in. It works a bit better here, because Ryder is a handsome, muscular space pilot, which seems, at least to me, like a better fantasy life than ‘broke cowboy who interferes in other people’s problems’. There’s also the fact that Ryder has a reason to be involved in these events, since he, too, is trapped on the Southern Sun with the mutineers.

I guess Space Mutiny is probably trying to be about long-term versus short-term goals. The Southern Sun was built with a long-term goal in mind – find and colonize a new planet. The people on board mostly accept that they are just a stage in this process, and that the end result will benefit descendants they will never meet. The mutineers are focused on a short-term goal, settling on a planet somewhere and becoming rich and powerful. The movie doesn’t really delve into the consequences for everybody else on the ship if Kalgan wins, but we’re clearly meant to assume that the long-term goal entails more benefit to more people. That’s a good enough theme, I guess.

One thing the movie does go into, although probably by accident, is the nature of male versus female power. The men in this movie – Captain Santa, Ryder, and Kalgan – are proactive, giving orders, firing guns, and throwing punches. The women largely sit at desks and serve drinks, and those who attempt to take action are punished for it. Lieutenant Lamont tries to investigate the theft of explosives, and gets shot (we’re supposed to ignore the fact that she’s back at her console ten minutes later). Leah goes to help Ryder in the battle and is lectured for it. These are unacceptable forms of power for women to wield.

Acceptable female power is embodied in the Bellerians, who manipulate events subtly from behind the scenes. Unfortunately, they do it so subtly that I have no idea what, if anything, they actually contribute – which just makes it look like women can tell themselves they’re in charge but they’re not. They’re just hanging out while the men do all the real work.

I guess I should mention that there’s only one guy in this movie who isn’t white, and he’s hanging up in a freezer in his underpants. I could complain, but I’m tired.

What makes some bad movies entertaining and others insufferable? What is the difference between, say, Teenagers from Outer Space and Invasion of the Neptune Men, or The Giant Spider Invasion versus The Starfighters? Looking back across the gulf of around two hundred bad movies I’ve written about in the past three and a half years, I’m going to say it involves weaving your failures into a structure that might otherwise work. Fun bad movies have characters we can follow and a plot that makes some kind of sense – we know who Ryder and Miss Santa are, and we have some idea what they’re doing, so we’re not sitting and trying to puzzle that out instead of enjoying the floor polisher chase scenes. Once the movie has us in a place where we want to pay attention, it doesn’t really matter if the technicalities are up to snuff. This is where movies like Radar Secret Service fail, and where Space Mutiny almost succeeds.

#mst3k #reviews #space mutiny #80s #magic voice recommends

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Is everyone ready for the Kenders-est issue yet? Not only did he have a hand in writing every story in this special, but he did the pencils for one of the stories for the first time. He's back to writing about his favorite character in the universe, Knuckles, and for the first time we're gonna be getting some backstory for him.

The issue begins with another intro page, characteristic of Penders-headed stories, which gives us a little more info on this canon's version of the Floating Island (not yet referred to as Angel Island). As mentioned before, the island is held aloft not by the Master Emerald but by a Chaos Emerald. The island is mentioned to be one of the very last places on Mobius to be untouched by the war raging below on the surface. The page also mentions that Knuckles' role as the island's guardian is passed down from generation to generation, a claim that I don't recall any other canons ever making (the games just refer to him as having this role with no knowledge of how he ended up with it), a detail which will be expanded upon later on, thanks to Kenders' neverending obsession with the echidnas.

Panic in the Sky!

Writers: Mike Kanterovich and Ken Penders Pencils: Art Mawhinney and Dave Manak Colors: Barry Grossman

The Floating Island, which apparently has always floated somewhere on the other side of the ocean, has started flying wildly off course, terrifying local Mobians and alerting the Freedom Fighters. No one has apparently ever heard of this thing before, but it's headed for Knothole, and considering all other massive things that head for Knothole tend to be deadly, that's not a good sign.

Of course, Sonic and Tails recognize this thing from their excursion onto it not that long ago, and fill everyone in, though why they didn't tell everyone all about their adventure and entanglement with Knuckles before now is beyond me (well, I know logically why - they needed an excuse to recap for the readers). Sonic and Tails decide to fly in to investigate, and thus we have our first showcase of Antoine being an accomplished pilot, which essentially makes half the entire cast pilots at this point. Also, the Floating Island has machine guns now!

Antoine flies them above the horizon line and out of danger, and they airdrop in only to immediately be attacked by several different bots, which the story is very unclear on whether they are from Robotnik or like, automated defense systems for the island or something. Sonic ends up going tumbling off a cliff, only for Knuckles to make his appearance and immediately try to murder him by stepping on his hand. What the hell, Knuckles?

Luckily, Tails is there to distract him, and after some brief fighting, Sonic is able to stop Knuckles from swinging his fists long enough to point out that the island has flown wildly off course, and that Knuckles is basically being a giant reactionary idiot. Seriously, Knuckles, how the hell did you somehow not notice your entire island being retrofitted into a giant fortress despite being its guardian? Talk about not doing your job.

Knuckles leads Sonic and Tails to the Chaos Chamber, where the Chaos Emerald sits. Interestingly, unlike the games where the Master Emerald need merely sit on the island to magically provide the lift to make it float, in the comics the Chaos Emerald actually provides literal power to a system that allows the island to defy gravity. However, an energy siphon has been installed to draw power towards Robotnik's guns and engines instead, so he can use the island as a method of obliterating Knothole. Again, despite being the island's guardian, Knuckles somehow noticed none of this. Robotnik's face appears and explains his plan to them over a screen, and then he makes an absolutely incredible facial expression on a backdrop of the ashes of civilization.

He doesn't even look like he's evilly laughing, he looks like he's taking an extremely painful dump or something. What the hell happened here, pencillers?

Anyway, Knuckles, ashamed by his failure, takes the emerald and shatters it, removing both Robotnik's power source and the source of the power keeping the island afloat. Robotnik chooses to abort rather than fall with it, thinking that he may still win the day after all.

I have to halt everything for a moment to discuss his claim right here, that the island is eight miles high. Now perhaps this is just a reference to the song Eight Miles High (I wasn't aware of it before now, but it popped up a lot while I was Googling information for this), but let's take him at his word and assume that the Floating Island really does hover at an altitude of eight miles (that's about thirteen kilometers for my non-American readers). That's approximately 42,000 feet in the air, which is the absolute maximum limit for modern commercial aircraft before the engines are no longer able to maintain lift. At that altitude, our planet's atmosphere is far too thin to breathe, and most people will suffer from hypoxia within seconds, and probably suffocate within a few minutes at most (for reference, Mt. Everest's peak is 29,000 feet above sea level, and even trained and prepared mountain climbers have to bring bottled oxygen and are at great risk of hypoxia and death at that kind of altitude). Now if we assume that Mobians have similar oxygen requirements to humans, and that Mobius' atmospheric conditions are similar to Earth's (two assumptions that are reasonable to make as later issues will reveal), absolutely no life should even exist on the Floating Island at all. Sonic and Tails would have suffocated within seconds of ever setting foot on it, and Knuckles wouldn't even be alive to watch them die, let alone attack them.

But whatever, it's a comic. We are dealing with a world where portals to alternate universes open and close on the regular, after all. Knuckles, once he's sure that Robotnik is gone, pulls out… another Chaos Emerald! Turns out he simply made a switch with a fake to fool Robotnik and then destroyed the fake, and thus replaces the real, unharmed emerald to halt the island's descent. Another quick bit of math - if we assume that the island's terminal velocity takes a little longer to reach than a human's (I have no idea how to calculate how fast something of that much mass would be able to fall, so I'm working on a lot of assumptions here) then we can say it would probably have taken nearly three and a half minutes to crash to earth had it been allowed to fall, yet the next panel shows it halting at what seems like a mere few hundred feet above the village - again, probably just for the dramatic effect, but I find it amusing that Knuckles might have waited almost three minutes playing chicken with Robotnik until he bailed, before replacing the real emerald.

With the day saved, Knuckles rejects Sonic's offer to join the Freedom Fighters, because he needs to pretend to be a lone wolf for a little while longer. Sonic and Tails return to tell the others what happened, and wonder what Knuckles will do in the future…

Fire Drill

Writer/Pencils: Ken Penders Colors: Freddy Mendez

…luckily, we don't need to wait long to find out, because every story in this issue is about Knuckles! This is the first story penciled by Penders himself, which is noteworthy, especially as he becomes a more frequent artist in later issues. Also to note is that Barry Grossman no longer has a monopoly on the coloring - we finally have someone new for the first time since the third freaking issue! Welcome to the party, Freddy!

While there's not a lot of plot to this story, it does contain some interesting tidbits. Knuckles is chilling on his island as normal, when a loud explosion startles him. He traces the explosion from the beach and follows footprints into the Sandopolis Zone ruins, believing the troublemaker to be Sonic and ready to throw hands once more. He faces several traps within the ruins, such as falling rocks, a tripwire-activated axe, and a sand trap, but things don't really get interesting until these few panels:

He mentions family for the first time - a father - which not even the games hint at. The way he speaks, we can assume his father hasn't been around for some time. However, this seems to follow what the intro page said about this duty being passed on between generations - clearly, his father was a guardian before him, but for whatever reason, he and the rest of the echidnas have disappeared…

Anyway, after facing a few more traps and trials, Knuckles emerges from the ruins to find that the footprints seem to lead off the edge of the island, and assumes that Sonic has had his fun and vacated the island. However, we the readers can see that that's not the case - a mysterious silhouette is the real troublemaker, and apparently, they were the one testing Knuckles… but why?

Lord of the Floating Island

Writer: Ken Penders Pencils: Harvey Mercadoocasio Colors: Freddy Mendez

This is really just a plot meant to establish what exactly Knuckles tends to do on an average day on his island. Knuckles is flying around - because he can just do that in the comics, I know he can usually glide in other media but he just straight up flies here - when the wind buffets him around and he spots a young kangaroo hopping around in fear. Unlike in other canons, the Floating Island is actually quite populated - Knuckles isn't alone there but acts as guardian of not only the Chaos Emerald, but all the island's Mobian inhabitants. He swoops down to pick the kangaroo up to protect it, and while they wait out the storm they spot what's causing it - a solar eclipse, because that's how eclipses work.

Interestingly, Knuckles refers to "the moon" rather than "one of the moons." I can't remember at this point whether Mobius having one hundred moons was retconned in later issues, but either this issue acts as the retcon, or else Knuckles is merely referring to only one moon that regularly causes the eclipse or something. In addition, we get to see the first appearance of the dingoes, which become regulars in later issues but for now are treated like some kind of mindless stampeding mob, despite them clearly being Mobians as well with shoes and gloves.

Anyway, in the end, the eclipse ends, the winds die down, and the kangaroo's mother finds him again, thanking Knuckles for his role as guardian. It really kind of acts like he's a one-man police force for the entire island, which I suppose isn't entirely inaccurate for this canon.

#nala reads archie sonic preboot #archie sonic #archie sonic preboot #sonic the hedgehog #special - sonic and knuckles #era 1 the early years #writer: mike kanterovich #writer: ken penders #pencils: art mawhinney #pencils: dave manak #pencils: ken penders #pencils: harvey mercadoocasio #colors: barry grossman #colors: freddy mendez

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Why Did it Have to be Me?

pt. 4

As promised: more Fives content :))

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As much as you wanted to sleep, it was hard in a stuffy, overcrowded room with performers coming and going periodically- you tossed and turned four hours only managing to doze. When a group of chatty pa’lowicks (including Sy Snootles who Keehla had a strong distaste for) made the bunks their gossipping grounds, you decided sleep wasn’t worth it- or at least not there.

In a huff, you quickly abandoned your bed to search for something to eat. Though your ankles still ached from the platforms, your flowy shirt and comfy shorts definitely looked more natural for meandering around the halls- or at least more so than the heels and costumes you performed in. Seeing the cafeteria at the end of the long corridor, you could see the cleaning-droid crew locking the door behind them as they closed down for the night or morning-- whatever time it was.

“No! Wait! Open up!” You yelled, now sprinting past people, “Waiitt! It’s not too late!”

All your pleas got was a disgruntled mouse droid ramming your ankle. You hissed, slightly kicked the bot away, glaring at as it beeped indignantly before it sped away. Huffing you looked through the windows into the cafeteria as it was being cleaned, not noticing the trooper walk up behind him.

“Here I thought I was supposed to be the one scrapping droids.” You heard a voice snicker. Turning around slowly, you rolled your eyes but smiled regardless at the sight of Fives.

“Please, I barely tapped it.” You crossed arms over your chest, tossing your hair over your shoulder. Fives chuckled, looking past you into the cafeteria, but you just continued, “I really wanted to get in there, my roommates are terrible .”

“Little late for dinner… or is it just too early for breakfast? Either way, it’ll be open again tomorrow.” He shrugged, taking a ration bar around of a pocket of his belt before continuing his walk down the corridor. If it wasn’t for the growl of your stomach, you would have left him alone. But you were hungry, and the alternative was going back to the bunks- you shivered remembering Sy Snootles changing clothes as you left. You decided to pursue the ARC trooper, double-timing it to catch up with his slow saunter.

“Righhht, but you know…” You drawled, swinging yourself around so you were in front of him, walking backward, “What would be great- today, not tomorrow- was if someone… maybe even in this hallway- there was a guy-”

Fives nodded, interrupting you, “Young, strong, tall, dashingly handsome?”

You laughed aloud, rolling your eyes, “Probably passable… buuut he has snacks!”

The soldier breathed a laugh, but disregarded your comment and continued playing along, snapping his fingers as if he had an epiphany, “And he has a private place when you could share these said snacks!”

You nodded thoughtfully, inching a little closer, “So maybe he could help me out?”

Punctuating your question with a hopeful smile, and he lit up with a grin as he answered, “He’d love to!”

Unfortunately, he continued with a frown, “But the sad fact is, that was my last ration bar, and I also have a bunk full of troopers. I was just saying that to impress you.”

With that news, your shoulders slumped, stopping your backward stride. Laughing slightly, you waved him off before beginning to turn away, “Okay.”

Before you could get far though, he laughed brightly and grabbed your wrist, admitting, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! C’mon, I’ve got somewhere we can go.”

Minutes later, Fives led you into what you assumed were his quarters and tossed you a ration bar and bottle of water. You had to admit, his bright smile and hilarious jokes made it easy to be around the Arc trooper. He kept you on your toes, but never once made you feel uncomfortable. You found yourself laughing more than ever, usually teasing him when he would be overly flirty- but that never stopped him.

“Now there are two beds, buuut as you can see.” He did a sweeping motion of the second bed which was covered in cargo boxes, datapads, folded sets of underclothes, and other miscellaneous items, “Is unfortunately rather full.”

You looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow and wicked grin, “Hmm, how convenient.”

Turning on your heel, you traced a fingernail across his armored chest with another smile as you walked away towards the other bed. You didn’t have anywhere specific to go, but regardless, Fives stopped you before you got far.

“You have one of those smiles that makes the whole galaxy smile back.” He mused, interlacing his fingers with yours. “Lucky this trip isn’t long enough for you to break my fragile heart.”

He almost looked dumbfounded when you doubled over laughing, taking your hand from him you spun around, moving to the cabin’s window. “Ohhhh, I get it. You’re one of them.”

The Arc trooper snapped his neck over to you, looking at you quizzically, “wh-wha-one of who?!”

You took a deep breath, rolling your head to the side to look at him out of the corner of your eye, “There are two types of seducer. The first doesn’t actually care about women- so therefore wants to assert their power and dominance over them.”

You paused to make sure he was listening; he was with raised eyebrows. With a playful eye roll, you flipped your hair over your shoulder before continuing, “But the second and farrr more dangerous- is the guy who genuinely falls in love every night, only to fall out of love the next morning.”

You stopped for a moment, moving so you sat on the bed. Before putting on a sugary sweet, exaggerated voice, you nodding your head as you went, “And as you leave, you tell her ‘you’re the one in pain and she’s just too much for you to handle’.”

Fives laughed, loud and bold, and placed an arm around your shoulder, “I’m an ARC trooper, I can handle anything.”

Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist and spun you towards him, chuckling at your little yelp. With him slightly behind you, he began.

“When you were lonely, you needed a man

Someone to lean on, well I understand”

The ARC trooper propped his chin on your shoulder, but as soon as you looked at him switched sides to the rhythm.

“It's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

“Oh just like that, huh?” You chuckled, scooting away from him the more he inched towards you. Laughing loudly when he wiggled his eyebrows at you. You shoved his shoulder, but it didn’t deter him.

“Nights can be empty and nights can be cold

So you were looking for someone to hold”

Fives jumped up so fast, he almost fell over, but he ignored your teasing remarks as he picked up his helmet and rolled it along his arms before popping it on and jumping on top of a cargo crate that was propped against the far wall.

“That's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

You rolled your eyes as he took off his helmet, propping it on his hip. But looking at those brown puppy eyes, you decided to indulge him,

“I was so lonesome, I was blue

I couldn't help it, it had to be you and I

Always thought you knew the reason why”

Giggling, you jumped onto the crate beside him and snatched the helmet out of his hand. Giggling when he almost fell over, you propped his helmet on one of your hips, rolling it to the other side to the beat. You didn’t fail to notice the hitch in his breath as you did this.

“I only wanted a little love affair

Now I can see you are beginning to care

But baby, believe me

It's better to forget me”

Tossing the helmet squarely at his chest, he easily caught it as you stepped down. He followed suit, but laughed when he caught you by the wrist (once again). You yelped involuntarily as he dipped you low enough your hair grazed the floor.

Several systems away, in a Republic warzone, Dogma held the letter you had written him in his hand. In the barracks, the scent of your perfume was a relief, but it was quickly fading. He had returned to your apartment to say goodbye, only to find you had already gone. Looking up at the bustling camp, he watched his brothers go about their regular routines- but all he could think of was the wild girl from 79’s.

“Men are the toys in the game that you play

When you get tired, you throw them away

That's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

Fives was in a similar predicament, not being able to take his eyes off you for even a second as the two of you danced around the room, laughing and giggling every moment. Once you pulled away from him, you went to the cluttered bed.

“Falling in love with a woman like you

Happens so quickly, there's nothing to do”

You would pick something up and hand it to Fives, but he would only pass it behind you and put it back on the bed with a mischievous smirk. It took a little bit for you to realize the bed wasn’t getting any less cluttered, but finally, you caught on. Turning to smack Fives’ arm before loading a heap onto his waiting arms. With a shrug, he dumped the object into a pile in the corner.

“It's only natural

Why did it have to be me?”

You gave him a look, crossing your arms over your chest, “We only just met.”

“And you’re not that kind of girl?” He joked, quirking an eyebrow. You smacked his arm.

“Absolutely not.” You affirmed, but revised your statement. “Not usually.”

Shaking his head with a small smile, Fives inched closer, you closed your eyes, and he leaned down, but his lips only brushed yours when something whistled loudly- startling you away from him. You raking your fingers through your hair, your face flushed, “What was that?”

Fives quickly tried regaining the situation, cupping your cheeks in his hands, “Nothing, nothing. Probably just a droid in the hallway. It’s only natural, but why did it have to be-”

Once again he was interrupted by the whistling chirp. He sighed, stepping away from you, answering the commlink on his wrist with a sharp tone, “Echo, what is it?”

“We need you down in the East hangar now. We got a bounty hunter and a small troop of droids. Private security teams are guarding all high-class guests.” His partner’s voice was no-nonsense, and you could see Fives immediately switch gears.

“I’m on my way.” With that, he clicked the transmitter off. You quickly handed him his helmet as he turned to you. “Stay here. Don’t answer the door. Everything will be fine.”

And with a wink, he was gone. And even though you were technically in a warzone, you knew he was right. Knowing everything would be fine, you curled up on the extra bed- not even realizing you had closed your eyes,

Fives wandered back to his room a few hours later. The droids had been mopped up rather easily- they later find out that the droids had been reprogrammed by the bounty hunter. The hunter herself put up quite a fight, killing one trooper and actually managing to crack Echo’s visor before she was stunned. All in all, it was mostly just a headache.

When he entered his quarters, he was almost surprised to find you had listened to him. He thought about waking you up and continuing your dance. But you looked so serene (and he knew it’d be a dick move), he decided to leave you be after brushing some hair out of your face and tossing a blanket over you. Smiling softly at you for a moment, Fives then moved to take off his armor before climbing into bed himself.

Staring at the ceiling, Fives couldn't say much for the future, but he was positive he’d still feel the same way about you tomorrow.

sorry for all the gifs :)

#mamma mia!AU #fives x reader

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SEO in detail

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Profound Member Post - January 2019

Header by @cryptomoon and is available on merch from her redbubble store. You can use all those fancy emojis (and more!) on our Discord Server!

The Masterpost is open for all creations by ProfoundBond members which are posted in entirely during that month.

MEMBER CONTRIBUTIONS FOR JANUARY 2019!

Masterpost below the cut.

drawlight - drawlight

Autobiography of Black

Summary: Castiel knows all human languages; Dean has never been particularly good with words. (Or: an examination of pies and stars.)

Tags: Falling in Love, First Time, Feelings Realization, Pining, Romance, Food, Bakery

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J Train

Summary: If you want to be somebody, you have to go to the Chelsea Hotel. In 1979, aspiring writer Castiel Novak takes room 109. His roommate is not quite what he expected.

Tags: Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Pining, Falling In Love, Alternate Universe - Human, Writer Castiel

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mittensmorgul - @mittensmorgul - MittensWraith (Pillowfort)

Endings Are Easy

Summary: They all finally get a happy ending. Michael’s gone forever. Amara, of all people, stepped in and claimed him for herself. She figured it was her due, and her duty, to finish off that one last cosmic imbalance herself. She’d given Dean what he’d really needed the first time she’d departed, but now she decided to help Dean get what he really wanted . They were two different things entirely. Episode 14.10 coda fic, of a sort, with an endgame series twist.

Tags: fluff, happiness

SFW

Makeshift

Summary: It's Dean's 40th birthday, a major milestone for pretty much everyone, but for Dean it means a little something more.

Tags: fluff, happy 40th birthday Dean

SFW

MaggieMaybe160 - @maggiemaybe160 - MaggieMaybe160 (Pillowfort)

Heaven’s Orders

Summary: Castiel finally tells Dean about Naomi torturing him (Season 9)

Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD

SFW

Angel’s Touch

Summary: Zachariah gave Dean stomach cancer and took away Sam's lungs. He fled before healing either Winchester. Cas helps Dean the best he can.

Tags: Major Character Death, Cancer, Sick Dean Winchester

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The Only Way To Die

Summary: Dean's been handed the last book. The book that says the only way he can die that isn't by Michael taking over. Cause of Death: By the hand of Castiel, Angel of the Lord

Tags: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Season 14 Spoilers, Angst, Love Confessions

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The Garden

Summary: Cas has a secret garden behind the bunker. Dean follows and the best kind of fluff ensues.

Tags: Fluff, First Kiss

SFW

Happy Birthday, Dean Winchester

Summary: It's Dean's 40th Birthday! Cas takes him out to celebrate.

Tags: Major Character Death, Fluff and Angst, First Kiss

SFW

It Had To Be This Way

Summary: The book that Dean is given by Billie says "Dean Winchester Dies at the age of 73, survived by his brother Sam and son Jack." There is no mention of Castiel...

Tags: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Season 14 Spoilers

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Dreaming Of You

Summary: Based on a Profound Bots botstat Dean is having a nightmare. Cas witnessed someone hurting his Dean. Sam wishes the bunker had thicker walls.

Tags: Angst With Happy Ending, Alternate Angst Ending Included, Nightmares

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Man at Sea

Summary: Dean's built himself the sigiled coffin to contain Michael. How does this end?

Tags: Season 14 Spoilers, Heavy Angst

SFW

Just a Boy

Summary: Dean has a hard time coming out to Cas because of what happened when he came out to his father.

Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Homophobia, Coming Out

SFW

Graceless

Summary: Sam has found a way to get Jack his grace back with no strings attached.

Tags: Major Character Death, Spells and Enchantments, Grace, Blood, Angst

SFW

Through His Door

Summary: Cas whispers his love confession through Dean's door while he sleeps.

Tags: Fluff, Getting Together, Alternating POV, Falling in Love

SFW

spandwiches - @spandwiches - spandwiches

Sweat

Summary: Dean doesn’t like flying, okay? It’s just not natural. But sometimes a man’s gotta do, what a man’s gotta do. So he powers through the fear and gets on the flight to California, only to find that flying isn’t nearly so bad when there is someone holding your cock hand. Flying is in Castiel's genes so he takes his work seriously, and aims to provide excellent service to every passenger. So if one particularly attractive passenger happens to require a little more attention than usual, he is all too happy to provide. Snakebite, sabotage, pteromerhanophobia, FAA rule breaking, mile-high clubbing, a Winchester wedding (or two), first dances, a British dog sitter, potential disciplinary action, and a whole lot of sweat.

Tags: Dean/Castiel, AU, sex on a plane, Explicit, Panic attacks, semi-public sex, anal sex, self-doubt.

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jemariel - @jemariel - jemariel (Pillowfort)

Fool For Lesser Things

Summary: “I’m not looking for a relationship,” Cas says at last. The panic is quick as a flashbulb all over Dean’s face. “What? Who said — What did — No. Yeah. Yeah, I know that.” Cas closes his eyes. “Let me try that again,” he says. “I’m not cut out for a relationship. But I don’t actually pick people up at parties very often either.” In which Dean and Cas feel more than either of them care to admit. Part 3 of More Than I Hoped For (a college AU)

Tags: College AU, recreational drug use, house parties, friends with benefits, minorly risky sexual behavior, pining

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sternchencas - @sternchencas - sternchencas (Pillowfort)

Romance is Dead

Summary: Dean invites Cas to a romantic cabin to finally tell him how he feels. They get interrupted by very unwelcome guests.

Tags: fluff, fighting, zombie AU

SFW

LanaSerra - @lanaserra - LanaSerra (Pillowfort)

Saying Yes

Summary: Everything finally seemed to be going Dean’s way after he’d been saved from Michael’s control. Sure, the Bunker definitely felt a little more complicated than he was used to with all the new residents that came back with him and Sam from the other reality, but it had nothing on how much more complicated the latest new arrival had made things. The familiar face changed nothing and everything. Now Dean must survive threats from both inside and out, not only to protect the Bunker, those he loves and his fragile still-new relationship with Cas, but also his very peace of mind.

Tags: Explicit, Minor Character Death, Canon post S14-E3, Homophobia, Wing-kink, posession, BAMF!Castiel, John WInchester's A+ Parenting.

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spnhell - @spnhell - spnhell

Enjoying the View

Summary: Wherein Dean has run out of beer, Cas is acting strange(r than usual), Dean can no longer tell the difference between praying and dreaming, Cas is leaving feathers everywhere, and neither one of them knows how to lock a damn door.

Tags: Canonverse, bunker!fic, Castiel with wings, grooming, fluff, smut

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Archeolatry - @archeolatry - archeloatry

Eros

Summary: Cas is still adjusting to the realities of having a human body. Dean is quite willing to help him with that. ------ “How about I show you,” Dean asked, his voice low and husky, “just how much I approve of this body?” Cas swallowed thickly. “I think I would like that.”

Tags: Destiel, Newly Human Castiel, Porn with Feelings, Rimming, Oral Sex

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thatpeculiarone - @ilovetodreamx (Pillowfort) (Youtube)

do you think I’m afraid to die? // cas

Summary: Fanvid about Cas and his sad journey. Song: 1-800-273-8255 by Logic, cover by Travis Atreo

Tags: Cas Fanvid, Mentions/References of Suicidal Thoughts

SFW

insominia - @a-insominia - insominia

Saved the Best for Last

Summary: Arguably, he had had greater moments. But right now, lying on Dean Winchester's bed, in Dean Winchester's room while Dean Winchester kissed away his bruises, Castiel would deny that any of them even came close to this.

Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss, Mutual Pining

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Castiel Thought they were Freckles

Summary: Neither Sam or Dean Winchester have a soul mark, the first words you hear your soul mate ever say. But during a particularly disastrous hunt it transpires that maybe they do, and that maybe Sam is just lying and Dean is oblivious.

Tags: AU - Canon divergent, AU - Soulmates, Fluff

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Studies in Blue and Green

Summary: Everyone knows that Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak have been in love since college. They even know it themselves. But Dean's straight and Castiel is ace so they're both happy to settle for a life of close living and close friendship...which could all have been avoided if they'd just had one conversation.

Tags: AU - College/University, Fluff, Idiots in love, Implied/Referenced Homophobia

SFW

zipegs - zipegs

Refraction

Summary: refraction, noun ( re·frac·tion | \ ri-ˈfrak-shən \ ) deflection from a straight path undergone by a light ray or energy wave in passing obliquely from one medium (such as air) into another (such as glass) in which its velocity is different the change in the apparent position of a celestial body due to bending of the light rays emanating from it as they pass through the atmosphere also : the correction to be applied to the apparent position of a body because of this bending the action of distorting an image by viewing through a medium<br /> <i>also : an instance of this A collection of 100-word drabbles as prompted by the Profound Bond Discord's weekly challenge. Each chapter will correspond to a one-word prompt, with at least one stand-alone drabble per chapter. SFW

supernatural9917 - @supernatural9917fic - supernatural9917 (Pillowfort)

Holy Orders

Summary: Seminary students Castiel and Dean have carefully planned their escape. There's just one more thing Castiel needs to do... Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Forgive me Father for I'm about to sin

Tags: Seminary student Castiel, Seminary student Dean, Altar Sex, Blasphemy, Alternative uses for anointing oil

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Crossed Wires

Summary: People seem to keep assuming that Cas and Dean are together, and Cas has no idea why. Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: coming untouched.

Tags: Everyone Thinks They're Together, Including one of them, Clueless Castiel, Clueless Dean but for a different reason, mention of asexuality, mention of anxiety, Coming Untouched

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Castaway

Summary: Dean gets washed off a cruise ship in a storm, and ends up on a deserted island. Well, it's not quite deserted... Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Lost in the jungle/desert/shipwrecked

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Poker

Summary: Sam walks in on Dean and Cas playing poker. No big deal. Then he walks in on Dean and Cas playing strip poker. Weird. Then... Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Strip poker was too tame, so we tried sexual favour poker instead.

Tags: POV Sam Winchester, Sam Winchester Needs Brain Bleach

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Lookalikes

Summary: Dean has a naughty little secret, which Cas can never ever find out. Cas is about to find out. Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Why are you watching gay porn with two actors who look like us?

Tags: why are you watching gay porn with two actors who look like us?, Deansturbation

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The Riteous Man

Summary: Castiel loves Dean, but knows they can never be together, so he fantasises about the dashing highwayman The Riteous Man. Will he feel the same way when The Riteous Man targets his carriage? Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square filled: 2 person love triangle. Based on art by Pimento

Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Restoration England, highwayman, Nobleman Dean, Nobleman Castiel, two-person love triangle

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Accompanying art by @pimentogirl

The Big 4-0

Summary: It's Dean's 40th birthday! Sam, Cas and Jack have set up a day of Dean-centred fun with beer, burgers and boobs. What could possibly make it better? Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square filled: jealousy/possesive sex

Tags: Happy 40th birthday Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester's Birthday, jealousy/possessive sex

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Experiments in Sexting

Summary: Cas wants to try something, and Dean is more than happy to oblige. Unfortunately Cas is somewhat lacking in skills in this particular department. Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Cas is terrible at sexting

Tags: Cas is terrible at sexting

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The Mask of Zorro

Summary: Dean likes to be slapped during sex by an angel wearing a Zorro mask. Castiel likes it too. Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Dean- this is a Zorro mask.

Tags: Dean- this is a Zorro mask, Roleplay, light humiliation kink, Dean likes to be slapped during sex by an angel wearing a Zorro mask, and it's a good idea

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Ascot

Summary: Since the Zorro mask thing went so well, Dean is looking forward to trying out his kink for another item of clothing. Written for the Destiel Smut Bingo 2018. Square fill: Are you wearing an ascot?

Tags: Are you wearing an ascot?, Dean's adorable kinks, Sam doesn't want to know

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tabulaxrasa - tabulaxrasa

Not in Love

Summary: It occurs to Dean that this is the happiest he’s ever been, and there is only one more thing he needs-- and that there’s not actually anything stopping him from that one last good thing. (S14 spoilers, deals with Cas's deal with The Empty)

Tags: Angst, Season 14 spoilers, Not a happy ending, but not without hope

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Honey to the Bee

Summary: Dean is not a farmer's market kind of guy. He may, however, be a hot bee keeper kind of guy.

Tags: AU, Fluff, Charlie is a great best friend, failboats in love, pre-relationship, no supernatural, domestic

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LeafZelindor - @leafzelindor

Date Night

Summary: Date Night for Dean and Cas, Inspired by a role play on kid

Tags: destiel, fluff

SFW

nickelkeep - @nickelkeep - nickelkeep (Pillowfort)

Pietaimori

Summary: Dean is Turning 40, but Cas isn't sure what to get him. With some advice from Sam, and a lesson from a show that he and Dean watches, Cas comes up with a great idea.

Tags: Food Sex, Birthday Sex, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Sex in the Men of Letters Bunker, Anal Sex, Gay Sex, Blow Jobs

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dean-cas-in-the-impala - @dean-cas-in-the-impala - dean-bangs-cas-in-the-impala

Colors

Summary: Dean wants to know what color Castiel's wings are.

Tags: Romance, Angst, Fluff and Angst, just a tiny bit of Angst, Wings

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The Rainbow Bridge

Summary: “Cas, where do pets go when they die?"

Tags: Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Pets, Mentions of pet loss, Pets in afterlife

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Forever and Always

Summary: Cas is bad at surprises but Dean doesn't care.

Tags: Fluff, Romance, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Valentine's Day Fluff

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Nera_Solani - @nera-solani - Nera_Solani

Pool Party

Summary: Dean tries to teach Cas how to play pool. ...or does he?

Tags: Pool & Billiards, POV Outsider, Pool hustling, BAMF Castiel, BAMF Dean Winchester, Fluff, Making Out

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profound-boning - @profound-boning - profound-boning

The Final Surrender

Summary: The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender. - Emil Ludwig

Tags: AU - no supernatural, AU - celebrities, fake/pretend relationship, love confessions, fluff and smut, mugging, aftermath of violence, 5+1

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